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‘Till I Met You

I never knew what love was.

neuvillette x gn.reader

genre: angst (sorry if it’s bad, it’s my first time to write full on angst huhu 🥲)

Monsieur Neuvillette, The Chief Justice, The face of all the court of Fontaine.

Had no idea how to love.

Yes, he’s seen a copious amount of romantically involved couples in Fontaine every single day, but he rarely had the opportunity to participate in such humane activities.

For Neuvillette, all he knew how to love was the game of the court. His life, His purpose, to serve and bring justice to his fine nation.

But soon, Neuvillette would learn how to love,

With someone the court did not want him to have.

You. A subordinate of The Knave.

It was completely against his moral, to be loving someone on the other side, but his heart had been hammering in his chest ever since he’s laid his eyes on you.

He and you, you and him. Is all he could think about. Thinking about the what if’s, what if, you truly both loved each other? what if, you were both willing to leave your monotonous lives, just to love each other? what if, it would all be worth it?

Private. That is what your and Neuvillette’s relationship was bound upon. The privacy you both treasured, behind closed doors where status meant noting behind them. Where you could be your true selves behind them, not having a care what all the others would say.

Slow-burn. You both wanted to take your time. Don’t rush it, you’ve got all the time in the world, how blind you both were, blinded by the eyes of love.

Neuvillette now understands, why he never made an effort to have a relationship with mortals.

How could you do this? How could you betray him?

He’s given you all the love he could, was it not enough? Was it all going to slow for you? Did you want something more? Was he not enough for you? He would never know.

“Thank you, Neuvillette, for the 2 months, 5 days, 6 hours, and 47 minutes you’ve allowed me to love you.”

It rains. Rains continuously. For 2 months, 5 days, 6 hours, and 47 minutes.

That is how long he allowed himself to mourn, at the loss of you.

His greatest, and only love.

How different would it have been, if he never let you go?

This is what he contemplates, while sitting at the very top of his throne, judging the very person he’s been aching for.

fin.

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acc dry asf…..might write a neuvi fic soon 🤔🤔

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hiatus . 🏫

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i'm super shy. i'm all nervous 'cause you're on my mind all the time, and i wanna tell you but i'm super shy [part2]

⋆❀ — includes: diluc, heizou, thoma, xiao x gn!reader

⋆❀ — content: fluff, gn! reader (mentions of skirts, makeup, and lipg loss with heizou), first degree burn with diluc, simping, pinning, one-sided attraction, not really one-sided attraction, some

⋆❀ — a/n: here is the second part of the super shy imagine, i hope you like it. if you have some ideas you can comment or send an ask. i tryed be just with everyone but sometimes the words flow more for some characters.

⋆❀ — psd: my asks are open.

part 1 [cyno, wanderer, kaeya, alhaitam] | part 2

I'm super shy, super shy But wait a minute while I make you mine, make you mine I'm all nervous 'cause you're on my mind all the time I wanna tell you but I'm super shy, super shy

⋆❀˖°·🧋࿐ ࿔˚ xiao

the summer had unfolded great so far, the climate was nice, and and the clientele of wangshu inn radiated an affable spirit, some of them will tell you tales about their travels, their lifes, the most old would give you pieces of lice wisdom. and even some of tell would let you generous tips. so the summer job was being a success so far. if tell was only want thing that bother you, it is that you seem to have a singular thought remained unshakably lodged within your mind all the time. a silent young man residing on the inn's uppermost floor.

his precense had woven itself into the fabric of your thoughts, a constant wonder that refused to fade, as the days unfold, there is in you a compelling need to draw closer to xiao. the egnimatic presence of the wanshun inn that has ocupied your thoughts seems to beckong for understanding beyond mere silence. and you find yourself making little excuses, the cross ways, but there is a nervousness that doesn't let you talk more than a simple gretting, but every time your smile and say hi to him and he acknowledges you with a hum you heart skips at beat.

one day, your heart guides you to his balcony, bearing and offering: his favorite meal, meticulously prepared with care. you walk to him, your heart racing and your hands slightly trembling. but you go on, extending the dish to him. waiting for his reaction. as you observe him, chewing your lip nervously, trying to decipher something behind his always calm and stern face. its almost quickly, but there is a shift of surprise and puzzlement in his eyes, he doesn't say anything. though he doesn't reject the food. you give him a little dumb and shy smile, and take your leave trying to control your shaking limbs, and you hear him. his voice, a hushed tone. "what are you doing this?"

his eyes studies you, looking at you so profund, you smile to him more as you tell him "just wanted to do something nice" and you leave trying to look as if you are not running for the situation. xiao look at you as you leave him alone, with the plate of almond tofu in his hands. his heart making strange leaps.

xiao finds himself pondering about you in the quiet moments, he has percieved the looks on your eyes, he wonders why will you look at him like that, with those shining eyes, and the timid voice as you greet him everyday. it's as if you hold an anticipation, a quiet expectation, in the depths of your gaze. he's left to wonder, what prompts you to look at him with those shining eyes, as if you're anticipating something yet to come?

you are a very perplexing mortal, the intensity of your regard a mix between an earnestness and vulnerability, stirs ripples of intrigue in his quiet life. as he stands amist the serenity of the wangshu inn, he is drawn to the pretty enigma that is you.

the days continue to unfold, and the end of the summer marks the final days of your work. fueled by the beat of your heart. you find yourself again on the terrace where xiao often resides. anticipation fills your breath as you approach him. the last chance. tough you know he's noticed your presence, his gaze remains fixed ahead. taking a place a few metters to his side and looking to the landscape, you speak almost quietly "the summer is coming to an end" he remains in silence so you continue 'and my time here is also coming to and end". you share, attempting to weave a thread connecting your words, yet shyness clouds you when you feel his unwavering gaze over you. despite this you look at him and extend him a fistfull of bracelets you haven crafted during you free time in the summer. you smile to him trying to not look strange "for you, its an keepsake" he gives you a look that you can't decipher as he takes the bracelets and you smile to him showing him the ones in your arm. you don't want to lie to yourslef but you feel like he almost smile. and you are to turn away as his voice stops you.

he steps closer to you, taking your wrist gently almos afraid, his gaze fixed now in you and his quiet words take shape "if you ever find yourself in danger" he stops almost like thinking his next words "if you ever find yourself... if you ever need, need anything. just say my name" his eyes shine with a strange light his words almost as an unspoken oat 'just say my name and i'll be there in an instant". he speaks to give you a little grip and leave you alone, with a smile that doesn't seem to leave your face

And I wanna go out with you Where you wanna go? Find a lil' spot, just sit and talk Looking pretty, follow me You and I side by side

⋆❀˖°·🧋࿐ ࿔˚ heizou

amid the familiar surroundings of your family's restaurant. the sounds of clicking pans and the aromas that fill the air. and yet, admitst the rush and the chaos, there's only one preoccupation that consumes your mind – him. and you feel that maybe you are going crazy. why are you losing your mind over a man?. heizou swirl your toughts and you feel almost powerless to the feelings that are growing on you.

to the entrainment of your family, ever since heizou began frequenting the restaurant. you who was a rare visitor, now frequently daily, assisting with serving the tables, and receiving the patrons. and as you go about your task, you catch yourself stealing glances towards the entrance, half-expecting to see him saunter in, as if summoned by your thoughts alone. It's absurd, really. Your heart flutters like an unbridled butterfly, your mind races with scenarios and conversations that have yet to happen. It's a symphony of anticipation that you're powerless to mute.

your family watches with bemusement, well aware of your newfound fascination. and the amusement of your family grows, at your spectacle of trying to catch heizou's eye. every day, the colors you choose are a touch more vibrant, the neckline a little more daring, the skirt a little more shorter, and you make up meticulously applying, rimel, gloss, and more. your mom always playfully asking when you're finally going to strike up a conversation with your "boyfriend," teasing that she wants to invite him over for dinner at home.

heizou indulges in his meals, almost always in his business. yet, beneath his seemingly absorbed exterior, it's obvious that the detective is absolutely aware of your growing fascination. while his attention might appear to be fixed on his food, a book or his papers, his eyes have a way of seeking you out, their fleeting glances holding a secret understanding. it's exiting, it's not really a mystery for him to solve but it's unfolding right under his nose.

that day was not so different you almost so shyly always stealing glances to him. you are not fooling anyone less him. you give him a dessert that he knows it's not even on the menu of the restaurant "treat of the house" is what you say. he arches and eyebrow, his lips curving into a knowing smile "are you attempting to sweeten me up?" your eyes open a lot and you shyly look at him "amm no? maybe yes? maybe no?" he let you be for the moment.

as the shift winds down and the patrons begin to thin out, heizou decides the time has come to delve more. he approaches you as you trend to a table, your eyes shine as he nears "you are so dreamy, i solved your mystery quite some time ago". surprise dances in your gaze, mingling with a tinge of self-consciousness "my mystery?" he nods, his smile playful "yes, so, how about we unravel another enigma together? how about a date?

the word hangs between you, your heartbeat quickens, caught in the gravity of his words. "a date?" a slow, knowing smile graces Heizou's lips, his tone gentle. "yes, i have a strong inkling about that."

You don't even know my name, do ya? You don't even know my name, do ya-a? More than anyone You don't even know my name, do ya

⋆❀˖°·🧋࿐ ࿔˚ thoma

in the simple rhythm of life in inazuma, there was a constant revolt of unspoken emotionions, a constant beat, a flutter of attraction to seemed to have life of its own. days to you were spent in a usual pattern—work, home and the occasional outing—but amidst all that, you heart was entranced by a single figure. your mind seemed to belong to the know fixer of inazuma, your heart itself entrapped by him.

thoma, oh so handsome, kind and with a brightness that left you in awe. it was hard to you fathom that someone like him would ever cast a second glace in your direction. how could someone so captivating even spare a fleeting glance in your direction?. yes, he was amicable and always kind, but he was like that with everyone. yet your feelings expanded beyond mere attraction everytime he come to the flowershop you work in, but it was difficult to ignore the little pain in your heart, a bittersweetness. the flowers he purchased, flowers for "his lady" house.

moments of dejection visited you, as you were convinced he didn't even know your name. still, every time your paths crossed, or your eyes met, your heart would race, uncontrollably.

unbeknownst to you, thoma was indeed aware of you, the pretty lady of the flowers, he saw your presence, felt the nervous energy that surrounded you in his proximity. While it intrigued him, your shyness tugged at his heartstrings. he admired your smile, and theand he found himself contemplating the idea of engaging with you on a deeper level. as the day

the day draws to a gentle close. the flower shop, on the brink of closing for the day, as the last customer's footsteps fade, you're left with the comforting embrace of the familiar surroundings. yet a surprise awaits for you. thoma stands there, his presence like a breath of fresh air, unexpected and exhilarating. Your heart skips a beat at the sight of him, but you manage to compose yourself, offering him a warm and friendly greeting. as he mustered the courage to step forward, his curiosity dancing in his eyes.

"excuse me," he begins, a hint of bashfulness in his tone, "i feel like i should have heard your name before. i don't mean to be impolite, but could you tell me again?" thoma's voice is palpable, and his smile is as radiant as ever. As you share your name once more, he nods with a warmth that seems to light up the surroundings. "

"Thank you for refreshing my memory," he confesses, his gaze never once faltering from yours. "Hey, would you be interested in joining me for a meal? Allow me to treat you, of course." the offer is genuine, his intention clear,

I'm usually pretty talkative, what's wrong with me? I don't like that Something odd about you Yeah, you're special and you know it You're the top, babe

⋆❀˖°·🧋࿐ ࿔˚ diluc

in the heart of bustling mondstadt, your quaint cafe-bakery stood. it might not have reached the peak of popularity, but it was a beginning to you and your dreams. little did you anticipe that the owner of the dawn winery would become a frquent visitor. master diluc claims of not having a sweet tooth didn't detter his visits to procure treats to his house staff.

each time his presence graced your café, your heart couldn't help but race at the mere sight of him. nervousness took a hold of you, making hard to keep your cool. tought you were known amongst your customers for your talkative and cheerful nature, something about diluc's presence managed to unravel your usual composure. your attempts at engaging him in conversation stumbled and faltered, showcasing your nerves more than you'd like. despite that, master diluc ever the gentleman, met your moments of awkwardness with calmness and kindness.

on a calm day at the cafe, the familiar chime of the entrance announced his arrival. diluc walk in. your heart raced in response, but you did your best to compose yourself and greet him warmly, hoping he didn't notice the subtle flutter in your chest. he request a selection of the new pastries for his staff. your mind racing to find a way to engage him in conversation, and with a mix of anxiety and determination, you offered to serve him a beverage. Your voice trembled slightly as you mentioned your latest coffee creation, promising it wasn't overly sweet.

unbeknownst to you, your bright eyes and the sparkle in your smile were the only things that diluc need to say yes to you. diluc agree to the offer, albeit the stipularion that the drink better not be too sweet. your eyes spark in genuine eximent and smile to him oh so sweet, and he could no help you would smile like that more often.

as he lean in the bar, observing you. his presence seemed to enchant you, making it hard for you to really focus on your work, and your distraction led to an unexpected mishap—a slight burn from the steaming nozzle. the sound of pain in your voice follows for the shater of the glass. and in a instant master diluc was at your side, concern in his handsome face. lost for a moment, you get back to downplay the accident, but he halts your protest in an instant.

"give me your hand," his firm tone resonated, his words carrying a touch of admonishment. caught in the intensity of his gaze, you hesitated for a moment before extending your injured hand towards him. his touch was surprisingly gentle, his fingers firm yet tender as he examined the burn on your skin. as he took you towards the sink, you found yourself lost in his stern presence. the cool water brought imediaty relief, as you look at him.

diluc's gaze was unwavering, as if he wanted to ensure that you were truly okay."You should be more careful," he said, his voice a mere whisper, his tone now softer, almost as if he was speaking to himself. "i'm sorry," you murmured softly, casting your gaze downward as you held your hand under the water.

he sighed gently, his gaze softening as he regarded you. "don't apologize. i just want to make sure you're okay," his voice carrying a soothing reassurance. He reached for the first aid kit, skillfully bandaging your hand as he spoke. the way his hands worked was gentle yet precise, and his proximity set your heart aflutter even as the tension in the room seemed to dissipate.

the sound of the entrance chime broke the spell, reminding you both of the outside world. diluc stepped back slightly, his gaze lingering on you for a moment before he nodded towards the new customers who had just entered. "I'll take care of them. You stay seated and rest," he said, his voice holding a note of finality. you found yourself obeying his words, watching as he effortlessly attended to the new customers. when he comes back to you, his gaze fixed in you "i think it would be wise to close for the day and let yourself rest," he suggested, his tone firm. despite you try to protest his resolute gaze silenced you, "okey master diluc" he nodded in approval and stepped back, allowing you to wrap things up.

the streets of mondstadt are quiet as he walks beside you. you tried to insist that it wasn't necessary, that you could manage on your own, but his gentle insistence won out. as you reach your doorstep, his usually composed expression seems to soften. his hand comes up to gently caress your cheek. "rest well. If you need anything, don't hesitate to reach out," you nood in response your voice soft "thank you master diluc".

his gaze held a hint of something more, a sentiment that seemed to linger unspoken between you "diluc" is his answer. before the words could find their way out. his hand reach your, taking the back of your hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss over the bandage. and then, with a soft smile, he turned and walked away, leaving you with a mix of emotions that swirled within you long after he had disappeared from sight

⋆❀ — a/n: hello, i finish this, first time thinking of a story for certain characters, and I'm not 100% content with some ones, but writing is practice. i repete my ask are open if someone wants to give a suggestion for a story. i hope you enjoy this.

[kalliyen]

[3:33 pm]

pairing: neuvillette x reader fluff, ~600 words

neuvillette doesn't think he's ever been in love.

sure, he knows what love is. he's read all about the emotion, thumbing through book after book in an effort to further understand one of the most complex human emotions that exist. but even though he's gone through the entire library, he still finds himself confused.

as the chief justice, he's also seen some of the worst that fontaine has to offer, and that includes crimes that have been driven by love. he thinks it's interesting, seeing how people let themselves get so overwhelmingly consumed by their emotions that they are driven to take such drastic actions. and all in the name of those they revere.

as a citizen of fontaine, neuvillette has also seen the brightness that love brings to people's lives. although he doesn't fully understand human emotions, observing it in his daily life does help.

he has seen a young mother pull her child onto her lap, a fond smile on her face as she gently wipes the crumbs from his mouth. he has seen the bashful looks exchanged by two teenagers as their pinkies interlock, blushes staining their cheeks as they stroll along the streets of the city. he has also seen the way a woman's face lights up as her husband approaches her, holding out a single marcotte and receiving a kiss in return as she plucks it from his hand.

most recently, neuvillette has seen it in you.

he sees it in the way you take the time to greet each melusine individually when you arrive at work each morning, occasionally bringing in treats you think they'd enjoy. he sees it in the way you come in early on heavier days, making sure that neuvillette's court records are neatly organized just the way he likes it before he even steps into his office. another thing that catches his attention is how you always go out of your way to help others in the office, oftentimes sacrificing your break or lunchtime in order to make someone else's day easier.

he thinks he feels his heart warm when he sees you lift a melusine to reach something on a high shelf.

neuvillette also wonders if some of your love is directed at him. he can't help but notice the way your eyes soften when you see him every morning, gazing after him as he makes sure to greet all the melusine. he pretends not to notice the way you duck your head bashfully when he approaches your desk, wishing you a merry morning before asking how your day has been so far. he averts his eyes from your trembling hands every time you set his teacup on his desk, choosing to take a sip and murmur his appreciation before you slip out of his office with a soft smile. the tea is always brewed to perfection, and he wonders if your attention to detail is just another way you show your affection. (It is.)

he finds himself noticing that the irregularities in his heartbeat only occur whenever you do any of the aforementioned things, and he wonders if he's finally feeling the emotion that has evaded him for so long. the next time you bring in his tea, neuvillette is quick to grab your wrist, gently preventing you from leaving as he asks you to join him for his afternoon break.

and as you take the seat across from him, sending him a shy grin as you grab a teacup for himself, he starts to believe that he might be falling in love for the first time in his life.

reblogs are appreciated <3 thank you for reading!!

[kalliyen]

Hii I saw your scaramouche streamer and I really liked it! Can I request a kazuha streamer fluff?

My No. 1 ❤️

Pairing: Streamer!Kaedehara Kazuha x GN!Reader

Featuring: Kaedehara Kazuha, Xiao & Shikanoin Heizou

Genre: Modern AU, Mutual pinning (their both down bad frfr), Extremely fluffy

Summary: being a big fan of one of your classmates who happens to be a streamer (and your crush) appears to have both its up’s and downs

Reader’s Pronouns: They/Them

Warning: probably cringe dude i haven’t written in so long

Disclaimer: ⚠️ ONLY A WORK OF FICTION!

When you found out your favorite streamer would be your classmate for your classic literature class in high school, you were both nervous and ecstatic.

Of course, you didn’t tell the man himself you were a big fan of his face work, but it didn’t matter.

You decided to get close to him cause why the heck not, am I right? Kazuha seemed like a very sweet guy in his streams so that must correlate into real life, no?

Well it did. And soon after you found yourself falling for the man more and more, not that you didn’t have a crush on him already watching his streams, you already admired him then but the infatuation just seemed to grow the by the minute.

Kazuha felt the same about you, he thought you were a very charming, attractive and helpful person. He wanted to make a move, but didn’t know how cause his friend, Xiao, a fellow streamer, insists that he has ‘Zero rizz’, which his fans beg to differ.

How was he going to ask you out?

Apparently in Kazuha’s big smooth brain, asking his chat was a good idea on how to get the person he likes.

If only he knew he already had you wrapped around his finger.

Without fail, you were watching the stream, because heaven forbid you miss one, it would actually crush your soul not to look at his beautiful face. (though you stare at him in class, he pretends not to noice but def does, shhh)

You have to admit, you were feeling a bit jealous who could this mystery person he’s been pinning on be, but you thought it be best not to pry into his private life like a good viewer.

One chatter decided to ask Kazuha to described what they look like to them, and Kazuha was more than happy to indulge his fans.

“Well…they have [e/c] eyes that I could get lost into for hours, soft hands that I brushed into once and swear I wanted to hold them forever, and a smile that just melts my heart….” he says with a dreamy sigh at the end.

His chat audibly cringes at how love sick he’s being right now, and even his friends Heizou and Xiao who were with him audibly made faces in disgust.

“What a loser, get outta here lover boy!” Heizou said with a grimace, while Xiao was still making faces of disgust, going as far as doing a fake vomit.

You could only smile to yourself, sure your felt your heart strings tug a bit but you were happy that Kazuha was happy. And that’s all that mattered to you.

Kazuha rolled his eyes which landed on his chat, and he read one message that said “You should probably tell them how you feel, you never know if they like you back until you try!”

He softly smiled and the chatter, thankful that they gave actual advice and not just mocked him into an oblivion.

Who could that faithful chatter be?

Kazuha decided to shoot his shot the next day, that’s how you know he meant business.

He planned it all out in his head last night, how he was gonna romantically tell you his feelings after classes, walk you home and maybe, if he’s lucky, a kiss or two will get involved.

Apparently that day, luck was not on his side. Or so he thought.

The whole day you were extremely busy, even in the classes you shared together you barely had the chance to talk to him, much less had the chance to romantically confess to you.

Truth is, you purposely kept yourself busy, looking at him just made your heart ache, you know that you had no business in his private life, but you couldn’t help but feel a little tug at your heart when you know the person he’s been pinning over couldn’t be you.

Eventually, Kazuha got tired of this cat and mouse game and decided to tell you head on how you made him feel. Whether you were busy or not.

Apparently he thought the time to confess with you was when you were both alone, in the classroom….cleaning.

You tried to get your work finished and over with so you don’t have to stay in his presence any longer, but he just found ways to keep you there with him.

You finally acknowledged his presence when he wouldn’t stop bumping his broom with yours.

“What is it Kazuha? I’m trying to finish my work here.” You say, a little irked at the man.

Now or never, Kazuha thought.

“Y/N, I want to tell you how i feel about you, specifically…You make me feel things i’ve never felt before, and you make my stomach erupt into a bunch of butterflies. What i’m trying to say is that…I really like you, and your personality…would you,,,,like to go out with me sometime?”

You stood there, stunned, he? liked you? you were the one he was talking about in his stream?

Kazuha took your silence as a bad sign and apologized, head tilted down in disappointment. You were quick to cup his cheeks and assure him that you like him as well, you were just surprised is all.

“Surprised? Why would you be surprised?” He asked confusedly blinking up at you through his long lashes.

“I didn’t expect the person you were taking about in your stream yesterday was me…” You said a sheepish look on your face.

That definitely caught the man’s attention, immediately looking up at you, face getting even redder if that was possible.

“Y-you, watch my streams?” “Yeah I really enjoy them! I guess I’m your No. 1 fan huh?”

“My No.1 fan huh…I like the sound of that..” He says, cupping your cheeks this time, confidence seeping into him.

He gave you a peck on the cheek, a peck on the forehead, and then a peck on the lips.

He was glad he took that chatters advice and shoot his shot.

[kalliyen]

Do you still write for Trainee A?

hello! i never actually originally planned to write for trainee a, it was just a two time thing i did because i like jj, but i don’t feel confident enough to write for other members.

so no, i don’t write for trainee a anymore

[kalliyen]

YANQING W/ A CRUSH DRABBLE

。note: i was watching the latest jing yuan trailer and suddenly had the burst of motivation to write a drabble about yanqing omgsuhsdkf he’s so precious

。tags: @mizu-san , @kalpas23 , @neauzi , @emingsscabbard , @mototoxoxo , @genshinfinatic , @hjjks , @xxuntamedxx

。to get tagged in my posts , visit here♡

⁀➷ pairing: yanqing x fem! reader

⁀➷ synopsis: you’re the daughter of the infamous Jing Yuan , and because your father was the general of the cloud knights , you happen to run into yanqing often — who’s around your age , and apparently developed a huge crush on you…

⁀➷ warnings: none , just fluff , keep in mind reader is around his age

IT WAS JUST ANOTHER REGULAR DAY for Yanqing. Train with Jing Yuan , have a break , then train again. Some say that this daily life would be such a bore for a lively boy , but he didn’t take notice of those sayings. He was going to become like Jing Yuan. Nobody was gonna tell him otherwise!

After his short break , Yanqing picked up his sword again and rushed back to where Jing Yuan was waiting- amidst the bamboo trees.

“ General , I’m back, ” he called , but his voice died out when he saw the general talking with you. You looked around his age , maybe , and the resemblance you bore with Jing Yuan was uncanny. You were stunning— even at a young age , your beauty didn’t get unnoticed by Yanqing. He immediately froze when both of you turned to look at him.

“ Ah , Yanqing. I assume you haven’t met my daughter before. Her name is [name]. ” Jing Yuan affectionately tousled your hair and you made a face.

“ Oh , err.. hi. ” his usually cheerful voice became a stutter , quickly stealing a glance at you that lasted mere seconds before he let out a quick string of incoherent excuses before rushing inside the training place. He could hear Jing Yuan’s chuckles , amused at his change of behavior , and your tiny protests that you haven’t even talked to him yet.

That was his first impression of you. He calmed himself down against the wooden walls of the place. He couldn’t forget how amazing and how pretty you were. But for Yanqing , he had never experienced emotions like this before - so he fell in a state of confusion and dismay- because unbeknownst to you , you were the cause of why his training faltered afterwards.

“ Yanqing , what’s up with you today? ”

Jing Yuan’s question made Yanqing look down , ashamed. He didn’t know why he was acting like this , either. All he knew was that whenever he trained with Jing Yuan , you kept intruding his thoughts.

But oh lord , he knew he would never be able to say that to the general.

“ I’m sorry , general. I’ll try to focus more. ”

“ Dad! I told you not to just stuff my clothes into some drawer! they’re all crinkled! ” you appeared from the bamboos , huffing angrily as you punch your father’s leg. Upon your appearance , Yanqing straightened up , trying to calm down his sudden rush of adrenaline while polishing his sword , double checking that it was clean and sharp.

“ General. ” he said , raising his sword towards Jing Yuan. Your curious eyes quickly turn into excitement as you squeal.

“ Hehe~! Yanqing is going to crush you , Dad. That’s what you get for making my clothes a mess! ” you said triumphantly , then beamed a sweet smile at Yanqing.

That smile was all it took for his cheeks to turn an evident shade of red , as he quickly looked away from you , trying to conceal his expression with his sleeve.

Jing Yuan raised one eyebrow , smirking at the two youngsters. “ Oh , really? Well , I’m not going down easily , either. ”

The rest of the afternoon became the longest sparring match between Yanqing and Jing Yuan , with you cheering for the young male to beat your dad up. Every time you cheered for him , and every time you grinned and told him to win , he felt his heart jump.

When it became dinner time, Jing Yuan dismissed Yanqing , telling him that he did an exceptional job in sparring today. However , the boy’s attention was all on you. He gazed after you as you disappeared into the bamboo trees with Jing Yuan , feeling his heart suddenly drop , and he would stay still for a long while , missing you already.

Sometimes , when he couldn’t control his feelings , Yanqing would hide behind the bamboo curtains just to catch another look at you as you happily eat dinner with your father. Most of the time , he had fast reflexes so he wouldn’t get caught , but sometimes , he couldn’t react in time- resulting in your eyes to meet.

His face turned red as a tomato - and he’s quick to hide himself behind the bamboo curtains , but his ponytail is still visible between the long trees. Your curious stare lingered at where he hid in , wondering what he was doing. Did he want to play with you? With a shrug you didn’t think that was the case. If he wanted to play , surely he would just tell you , right?

On the other side of the bamboo curtain , the young boy is clutching his heart , trying to steady his fluttering heartbeat.

This continued to happen— you would often catch Yanqing just lingering around your vicinity although he never talked to you first. So one day , you decided to ask him why he was behaving like this.

“ Why do you keep following me around? ” you cross your arms. “ If you wanted to talk , you could just come to me , y’know that? ”

“ … I’m sorry. ” he muttered. His eyes darted around you , avoiding eye contact.

“ If you hate me , you could just tell me that! ” you glare at him. “ I really , really want to talk with you! Why do you keep trying to avoid talking?! ”

Yanqing is more than heartbroken when he sees your pout. He realized he might have hurt you unintentionally. He sighed and fiddled with his sword handle.

“ I’m sorry , I didn’t mean to avoid you or anything… ”

“ Then don’t do that from now on! Understand? ” You extend your hand towards him.

“ Y-yeah. ” he slowly intertwined his hand with yours. His hands were bigger than your hands , and they were warm.

The very moment after your small hand left his , Yanqing practically ran away from you. You sighed. Oh well.. maybe he was still socially awkward , maybe he needed time to warm up with you. But he talked to your other friends just fine! It would probably take a while until he would finally be able to talk with you… you thought.

At the other end of the bamboo forest , the boy was staring at his hand , the one that clasped yours just moments before.

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[kalliyen]

NYAHAHAHAHAHAHA I WON TWO 50/50’S IN ONE DAY

my cousin pulled them for me on my account so credits to him

i wanted jing yuan, in star rail so that’s a win

but i wanted to loose the 50/50 in genshin for guaranteed wanderer 😭😭😭 (i haven’t lost a 50/50 yet 😜😜🔛)

[kalliyen]

Imagine it suddenly came into mind that Morax is the type of being, lover, that would not hesitate to sacrifice you for the sake of the world.

"You know I love you, right?" He spoke softly as if he wasn't looking down at you with an emotionless expression on your face.

"But not enough to choose me over the world?" You chuckle, "I mean, I do know I'm not special, but.." As your voice cracked, you unconsciously reach out and clench the fatal would on the side of your stomach caused by your lover's pole arm. "To have that slapped right in the face.." You smile as small and big cracks spread all over you as blood dripped down your mouth. "Unexpectedly hurts."

Imagine as he stood there across you, as you slowly start to form cracks all over your body. As you slowly start to disintegrate right across him with a bright yet sad smile on your face. You saw the way his amber iris were shaken. How tightly he was holding his pole arm and how blood dripped down all the way from his lips down to his chin as he bit down his lips. All to prevent himself from going after you.

Imagine, during your final moments, you took a step forward towards him. Feeling light as you tried to smile still, but as you do, take a step forward. Everything went back. At the same time, Morax unconsciously took a step forward upon seeing you went towards him, but as soon as you do. You're gone along the wind.

"If I do not kill you, I betray my nation. My nation is very dear to me."

"Dearer than I?"

"Yes love, dearer than you."

Imagine the way he dropped his weapon, hand unconsciously reaching out in the air, trying to grab at least a particle of yours, but it just slipped past his finger like a fine sand.

"Ah." He let out a sound as he took up. The sky looked dark and heavy, as if ready to cry any moment.

"I'm tired." Just like that, one drop of rain fell from the sky into the ground followed by another, and then another.

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2023°

[kalliyen]

girl bye my computer completely froze while doing the golden slumber quest

[kalliyen]

THATS SO CUTEEE AHIFKCKSKDKXKXKXKDKDKALS 🔥

how you get the girl ! — call me at midnight. (♡)

a genshin impact smau | scaramouche x fem!reader

“man, i can’t believe you had another fight with heizou. you guys seriously need to stop fighting like cats and dogs.” childe commented, walking scaramouche to the nurse’s office.

“it’s not my fault. he’s the one who keeps starting it.” scaramouche responds.

childe scoffs. “yeah, of course he did. over an apple juice? really?”

“shut the fuck up.” scaramouche rolls his eyes. “we both know this wasn’t about apple juice at all.”

childe sighs. “whatever you say. are you even going to do anything about it?”

“…”

“[name] i’m so sorryyyy!! i didn’t mean to, i swear!” hutao apologizes as she assists you in walking.

“yeah, yeah. of course you didn’t.” you reply lightheartedly.

hutao pouts, looking like she was about to cry. “i’m really sorry okay! i’ll even tell the dean it was all my fault!!”

what happened? well basically, hutao made you trip /purposely/ during lunchtime, and the bowl of your piping hot mushroom soup fell onto you, scraping your knee and burning your legs in the process.

you take a seat on a bed inside the nurse’s office as you wait for the nurse to attend to you.

“hutao. you are called in by the dean.” keqing says as she enters the room with a scowl on her face.

hutao gulps seeing the expression on the angry student council president’s face. “[name] my bff, do not worry for i will face the consequences of my actions!” hutao says as she leaves the room with keqing.

scaramouche walks down the hall, trying to find the nurse’s office. recalling the conversation he had with childe earlier.

“hey, are you sure you’ll be alright?” childe asks as he walks alongside him.

“yeah.” scaramouche replies.

“okay. i’ll meet you in the nurse’s office once we’re finished.” childe says as he joins diluc who’s going back to his class for a group presentation.

“this university is so big. where the fuck even is the nurse’s office anyway?.. i should have asked childe before he left.”

scaramouche checks the room through the windows to confirm that it’s the right one he’s supposed to go to. wait a second.. is that you? why are you here? why are you wincing in pain? did you get hurt? did someone do this to you? did someone hurt you?

you internally panic seeing scaramouche enter the room.

fuck. my hair is so messy. my clothes are dirty.. i probably smell like mushroom soup… why do we always meet unintentionally whenever i’m a mess?.. do the stars really hate me!?

i can’t face him right now.. maybe if i lower my head, he won’t know i’m here. i’ll just pretend i didn’t see him.

you shift from where you’re sitting, lowering your head towards your lap, fidgeting with the hem of your skirt to avoid making eye contact with him.

meanwhile, many thoughts were running through scaramouche's head.

shit. what should i do.. should i ask her if she’s alright.? but she’s clearly not alright.. why the fuck is the nurse not here? she should be tending [name] first! fuck the first come first serve policy! the soccer team can die for all i care.

the silence is so suffocating. maybe you should start a conversation with him? wait.. no! you said you were never making a move on him again. you had enough of being the one who always approaches him first. besides, you have a bet with your friend group! you wouldn’t want to lose two hundred would you? wait.. do you even have two hundred..? nevermind that! you can’t afford to lose the bet! no matter what! but it seems like he’s having a bad day. maybe just one more move on him and then you’ll stop, you know? then it’ll be the very last time! you swear! so—

“so.. what brings you here.?” scaramouche asks as he takes a seat on a bed beside yours. your thoughts being interrupted as you hear him speak.

your eyes widen. is he talking to me.? wait.. maybe he’s talking to someone else..? you look around you. there’s no one else in the section of the room except you two.

scaramouche becomes confused by your sudden action, still waiting for your answer.

“oh! do you mean—”

before you could finish, scaramouche shuts you up by interrupting you. “what i meant was, are you alright? did someone do this to you?” he replies.

shit. why did i just interrupt her? does she think i'm weird now? did i mess the whole thing up already.?

“oh.! haha..” you laugh awkwardly. “um.. funny story actually…”

“i’m so sorry! but it seems like we ran out of bandaids.” the nurse apologetically exclaims. “we had two full teams of soccer players that got cuts and scrapes everywhere earlier so!” the nurse explains.

“it’s fine. could you just clean it up?” scaramouche responds.

“of course! please wait a moment.” the nurse turns on her heel and walks away from the both of you, her silhouette gradually becoming smaller and smaller.

they ran out of bandaids? you can’t help but feel guilty knowing that the last remaining bandaids were used on your scraped knee when clearly, he needed it more. you rummage through your pockets hoping that it’s still there and..

“..here.” you say as you hold out your hand with sanrio bandaids in your palms. “i know the design isn’t really your type but.. you need to cover your injuries so they don’t get an infection.”

“..thank you.” he mumbles as he takes your offer.

you were taken aback by the sudden thanks. would you have heard it if it wasn’t so quiet? come to think of it.. it was always noisy in your class. maybe he was thankful for what you’ve been doing for him after all.

“you’re welcome!” you reply with a smile.

you both sat in a comfortable and a bit of an awkward silence with scaramouche recalling what childe asked earlier.

“are you even going to do anything about it?”

damn you childe.!

“actually..” scaramouche paused for a bit, looking into your eyes. “i’d like you to go out with me.” he says with a serious tone.

huh. did i hear that right?

“so sorry but could you repeat that?”

“i’d like you to go out with me.”

“one more time.”

“…”

“so.?”

“i’m really sorry! but it’s just too much for me to process! i can’t decide today!” you exclaim.

"ah. it's fine if you can't decide today, i can wait. and—"

“ms [last name], your friend is waiting for you in the lobby.” the nurse from the front desk calls, interrupting scaramouche.

“please tell her that i’ll be there in a second!” you reply. “sorry scara! but it looks like i have to go.” you say as you bow your head apologetically, preparing to rush out of the room.

“..wait.” before you could leave, scara grabs your wrist. "once you’ve decided, call me. here’s my number. if i don't respond right away i must be busy so, call me at midnight, that is when i get on most."

“[name]! i’m so glad you’re okay!” hutao says as she breathes a sigh of relief. keqing only glares at her.

“i won’t do anything to her if that’s what your here for! go away! shoo, shoo!!!” hutao exclaims, shooing away keqing with her hands.

keqing only crosses her arms. “see! this was why i couldn’t get you out!! she wouldn’t let me!!!” hutao exclaims.

you let out a small giggle. “keqing, i think i’ll be okay now.” you say with a smile. keqing hesitates for awhile before sighing. “alright..” she finally leaves the room.

you’ll have to thank her later for not letting hutao interrupt your conversation with scara.

“keqing is so scary! i wonder how lumine and ganyu manages to work with her everyday!” hutao complains as you both walk back to your classes. you let out a small giggle, the conversation you had with scaramouche almost slipping out of your head.

maybe if you had stayed a little longer, you would have seen a small blush forming on his face.

. . . ♡

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notes :: AFTER 69 YEARS, 2 weeks (of this sitting in my drafts) and 8 rewrites i finally got this out 😇 . i hope this made sense like it did in my head 😭 . pls bear wt me this is my first time writing word to word 🥹

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[kalliyen]

what in the absolute bafuckery is this shit

welcome home

[kalliyen]

how you get the girl please!! tysm 🤭🤭

HELLAUURRR is it alright if i get added to ur scara smau taglist?? TYSM IM LOOKING FORWARD TO IT 🔥🔥🔥🤞🤞

HII ! YES OFC !!! TYSM FOR SHOWING INTEREST !! <3 which one tho? how you get the girl or cologne?

[kalliyen]

ahh we all love a down bad kuni to make our day better

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